You slowly improved as the days passed. I never seemed to leave except to make you food or to go to the bathroom. I had to help you with everything. You even begged me to stay in the bathroom with you when you brushed your teeth or peed. I kept you entertained. We sang songs that we had both known before leaving society, played board games, and sometimes just snuggled.
"I hate being so helpless. I want to ride the camel and swim and run around with you. I'm just a blob," You smirked, causing me to instinctively smile.
"More time for me to do this," I whispered seductively, leaning across the bed to capture your lips.
You kissed me back, trying to suppress a giggle. I pretended not to notice, moving my lips down your jaw, making a trail of butterfly kisses. You were laughing so hard as my lips found that sensitive spot behind your ear that drove you crazy.
"You can't escape me when you're so helpless, can you?" I laughed when I returned my lips to your warm flesh.
"Ty," You purred, my hands now caressing your smooth hips.
I pulled away suddenly, your eyes full of confusion. I smiled slightly, trying to prove to you that everything was fine.
"I just want to make sure you're fully healed before we get too rowdy. I love you, Gem. Don't worry." I smiled, and for a second, you returned the favor.
"I am healed," You confirmed, clawing at my bare chest.
"We have a wedding to plan. There's no time for this," I said sarcastically, laughing as I rose from the bed.
"There's no one to see it," You mumbled.
"There's God, you, and me. There's no one else that needs to be there. This wedding celebrates us. It shouldn't matter to anyone else. I am committing myself to you. Just you, Gem," I breathed.
"I know." You were so happy, smiling as always.
"Good," I smiled one last time, exiting our room...yes OUR room.
The day I was positive you were fine was the day I let you get up from the bed. You almost seemed bummed. You loved lying in our bed naked. You loved never having to leave, just the two of us wrapped in each other's arms. You had been so spoiled, and you loved every second.
"I'm so happy to be marrying you, Ty," You smiled, pulling me to you.
"Tomorrow sound good? I have the rings ready. Do you want to wear that beautiful white lace dress you've never worn. You always complained it would get dirty in the sand. Perfect timing, eh?" I declared, kissing your hair.
"Of course," You smiled, your face delicately placed in the the crook of my neck, your lips grazing the back of my neck.
"I can't wait to be your wife. Gemma MacFarlane. It's sounds ravishing!" You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around my neck.
"You are ravishing," I whispered into your ear huskily.
"Can we swim now? It feels like years!" You laughed, pulling me by the hand toward the front door.
"We have the rest of our lives, Gem." I pulled back momentarily. You looked at me questionably.
"Let's start now." Your face slowly faded into a huge grin.
You giggled, again pulling me mercilessly toward the water. I let you, and I even began to laugh in sync with you. You were so happy, and so was I. We reached the water, your face stuck in the same inexplicable bliss. You threw yourself into the water, beckoning me to join you. It didn't take me long, either.
"Where will we go for our honeymoon?" You asked, kissing my neck.
"Where do you want to go?" I returned, my eyes sealed shut.
"As long as I'm with you, I don't care." You continued to stroke my face with your plump lips, my body electrified.
"We can camp outside or we can sleep in here on the rocks or take a fieldtrip to the living room. Whatever you want, Gem. It's your night." I kissed your temple.
"Where do you want to take my innocence?" You whispered huskily.
My eyes moved to look at you in surprise. You nodded as confirmation, stroking my cheek sweetly.
"You don't have to do that. You know we can wait a very long time. I told you," I explained.
"I want my husband to make me a woman." You hugged me tightly.
"If you change your mind, you tell me, Gemma. I'm serious. I don't want you to feel scared or pressured or regretful. I love you, and I will wait forever if I have to." I combed my fingers through your wet locks, your head resting on my shoulder.
"You said when you are at maximum love capacity, and I know after our vows, I will have reached that point," You spoke softly, almost poetically.
"My offer still remains, Gem. If you even hesitate for a moment, you tell me. You'll know when the moment is right. Let your heart choose, not your body," I preached, spinning us in circles in the water, the cave blurring around us as if we were the only two people on Earth. It felt that way, didn't it?